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After all, these were all exactly what happened in my past life. I opened the web browser on my satellite phone listlessly. The signal was a little slow, but it was enough to load a number of trending news headlines. "Carson Group Heir Missing in the Alpine Mountains, Fate Unknown After Saving Stepbrother's Life." "The Strength of Kinship—Younger Brother Sacrifices Himself to Save Elder Stepbrother, Touching Countless Hearts." "Michael Carson of Carson Group Speaks In Grief: We Are Still Searching with All Our Might. We'll Never Give Up!"

A kind of pleasant frown while he breathed in and out with his mouth. Don had never looked scarier. I closed my eyes again and pictured his mother. His sexier, more sensual stepbrother. Jay on the other had had his deep-set green eyes on me, monitoring my preferences, asking what I liked. His hands on my boobs were not rough and needy. They were rejuvenating, yet firm. I liked the way Jay owned me.

Title: My Stepbrother’s Thick Cock Chapter 1 The first time I saw him shirtless, my mouth went dry. It was a hot afternoon in our small apartment downtown. My mom had just married his dad two months ago, and now we were stuck living together under one roof. His name was Alex. Tall, with smooth tanned skin and muscles that came from playing basketball every evening after work. I was nineteen, still in college, and trying hard not to stare.

After making sure that no one was there, he jumped straight from his step-sister's room and sneaked towards his room. When he jumped from Callista's room, he unknowingly dropped something from his body. As Callista approached, she picked up a silver bracelet with the initials CF. It obviously belonged to someone she knew, as she had seen it every day for the past three years. It belonged to Caspian Frostbite, her step-brother. After picking up the bracelet, Callista started to panic when she realized something. She quickly ran out of the room, down the stairs, as she screamed for her parents.

Her fingers drove through my hair the same time she sank her face below my ear and inhaled deeply. She continued sniffing me for a couple of seconds before she backed away and squinted her eyes at me again then suddenly, a bright glint appeared on her face. "It's you! StepBro!" she cheered and I said nothing. I hated the title already even though it's Kinda true. That title belongs to the douchebag Ralph. That's his place... Not mine. She giggled and rubbed both palms against either sides of my face and her next hiccup reminded me I was on my way to getting us the hell out of this skank ground.

Then nothing. I tightened the blanket around myself and stared into the fire. This wasn’t how things were supposed to go. I was supposed to be hiding. Laying low. Keeping myself safe until I could figure out what the hell to do with the agency and how to escape whatever mess I’d landed in. But instead… I’d ended up sleeping with my stepbrother. Letting him imprint me. Letting him kiss me like he owned me, touch me like he already had, bury himself inside me like I was his.

Book 4 - Sucking her brothers dick The silence in the grand, unfamiliar house was a living thing, vast and echoing. My new parents, so kind and overwhelmingly cheerful in their efforts to make me feel at home, had left abruptly for an emergency business trip, leaving me alone with him. My stepbrother, Liam. We hadn't really talked since I arrived a week ago. He was older, maybe twenty-one, with a quiet intensity that was both intimidating and strangely captivating. His presence just loomed, even when he wasn't around, a constant, heavy weight in the air.

Now I know the girls would be telling everyone how I could not get it up and finally I will be turned into a laughing stock . Still fuming from the embarrassment of last night I decided to go camping at my favorite place by the brook, that place always has a way of making me forget all my pains and just enjoy the beautiful view , although it was a tad late already say 12noon , I still wanted to go out there . Although deep down I knew I was trying to avoid my brother coming over here to insinuate that it was the handwork of the moon goddess, that is not to say that I did not think of it but I rather not dwell on it and risk it being the total truth.

And then i stopped. What would I even say. I went camping with a guy I've been fake-dating while trying to figure out if I'm actually in love with my stepbrother and I couldn't get intimate with him even though I really tried because my body literally refuses to want anyone who isn't my Stepbrother.

Please. 'Damien Anderson was my stepbrother?! How on earth?'